The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor

Chapter 1961: Chapter 1958: Wine and Stories

"Good!"

The Purple Dragon nodded.

He’d been wanting to drink for a long time.

After Ye Xuan took a big swig, he tossed the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd to the Purple Dragon.

The Purple Dragon caught it, also took a big swig, and exclaimed in delight, "This wine brings back memories, it’s not ordinary wine."

Ye Xuan smiled and said, "This wine was also brewed by someone from your Immortal Ancient Era."

"Oh?"

The Purple Dragon was somewhat surprised, "Tell me more, let’s see if I know this person."

Ye Xuan shook his head and said, "His name is Gai Dao, a Sword Furnace Master, a figure from the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, you probably don’t know him."

The Purple Dragon seemed pensive, and softly said, "He might be a descendant of the Sword Wine Immortal King."

The Purple Dragon looked at the wine in the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd, and laughed, "I must say, his wine-making skill has surpassed that of the Sword Wine Immortal King."

Ye Xuan was somewhat surprised, "You really do know him."

The Purple Dragon took another large gulp, and said, "Enough of that, let’s talk about how your body demon came to be."

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, and said slowly, "There’s not much to say, the body demon is different from a heart demon; the heart demon’s appearance will erode one’s consciousness and thoughts, while the body demon only awakens when the true body falls into slumber."

"This kind of situation usually doesn’t occur, so it’s rare to encounter a body demon."

"After all, making the true body fall into slumber is extremely difficult, it requires a perfect opportunity where the true body is not destroyed."

After listening to Ye Xuan’s words, the Purple Dragon’s expression turned odd: "So, when I initially cast the spell of Eternal Tribulations, you weren’t harmed at all?"

Ye Xuan touched his nose, and quietly said, "Based on previous situations, that seems to be the case."

The Purple Dragon couldn’t help but facepalm.

This, damn it, is too abnormal!

Even though his current strength was on the same level as Ye Xuan, that was a blow from an Immortal Emperor!

The Purple Dragon couldn’t help feeling speechless.

"By the way."

The Purple Dragon suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Why is your body demon so much more powerful than you?"

Ye Xuan slowly took a sip of wine, before saying, "Because it can exert the full strength of my true body."

The Purple Dragon: "..."

So you mean to say, you haven’t been fighting at full strength all this time?

"Isn’t this too disheartening?"

The Purple Dragon was completely speechless.

Ye Xuan smiled without saying much.

At each realm, he honed himself to the utmost.

Each realm, he practiced countless times.

This foundation, throughout countless ages, had no equal.

Why was Ye Xuan able to leave everyone in the dust on the Emperor Road?

Apart from having traveled it countless times, it was also because of his immense strength.

Even when facing the avatars of those Great Emperors on the Emperor Road, Ye Xuan could easily handle them.

Everything was built upon strength.

Just like back when Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul had just reawakened, he needed to rely on various external forces.

The Purple Dragon saw Ye Xuan was silent, wiped his face, and grinned with a laugh, "But the more this is the case, the happier I am, I have a strong feeling, brother, you will definitely become an Immortal Emperor!"

"When you become truly invincible, if you still remember me, why not return to the mid-Immortal Ancient to see me?"

Ye Xuan was slightly taken aback, turning back to look at the Purple Dragon.

The Purple Dragon blinked.

Ye Xuan softly said, "Reversing the flow of time to observe the past doesn’t require an Immortal Emperor’s realm."

The Purple Dragon shook his head, "Naturally, it’s not just for pure observation, I hope you can accompany me for a walk."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan suddenly blurted out, "Do you know the Emperor Burial Lord?"

The Purple Dragon seemed puzzled by this, "I’ve never heard of him."

"Why? Is this Emperor Burial Lord your enemy?"

The Purple Dragon looked at Ye Xuan, somewhat confused.

He could sense some emotional fluctuation in Ye Xuan when he mentioned the Emperor Burial Lord.

Ye Xuan slightly nodded, "Weren’t you earlier eager to hear my story? Shall I begin?"

The Purple Dragon rubbed his hands, full of anticipation.

Ye Xuan handed the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd to the Purple Dragon.

The Purple Dragon grinned widely, taking big gulps.

Ye Xuan shook his head with a smile and began to recall the past.

"That year, I was eleven..."

That year.

Ye Xuan was eleven.

As usual, he played with his cousin Ye Hao, cousin Ye Yuxuan, and sister Ye Ling’er.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan felt a whirlwind.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt an unending cold and piercing pain, pain that reached his soul.

This caused Ye Xuan to feel great fear and despair.

He called out for Brother Hao, Sister Yuxuan, Ling’er, his grandfather, and his uncles, but received no response.

Seemingly only endless cold and piercing pain.

This filled Ye Xuan with utter despair, prompting thoughts of ending it all.

It was then that Ye Xuan finally noticed obvious changes in his body.

He was shrouded in a terrifying, strange black aura, unable to see his own face.

As if he had become a monster.

Ye Xuan nearly went mad.

But after trying everything and realizing it was to no avail, Ye Xuan became numb.

Until one day.

The cold and pain ceased.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes again and saw a figure.

That figure was a beacon of light in his endless darkness.

Ye Xuan’s hope was rekindled, and he sought help.

It was a figure dressed in white, pristine and untarnished.

She was ethereal and mystic.

Facing Ye Xuan’s desperate pleas, she lightly waved her sleeve, and Ye Xuan was sent away from that place.

Ye Xuan was overjoyed.

At this point, Ye Xuan paused.

The Purple Dragon was listening intently, and seeing Ye Xuan stop, couldn’t help but glare, "That’s it? This story seems a bit odd, everyone else gets possessed by the strong, while you’re kidnapped to possess others?" freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Ye Xuan pointed at the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd.

The Purple Dragon realized he was thirsty, so he threw the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd back to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan took it, drank deeply, his eyes calm, and continued his tale.

After being sent away from that place, Ye Xuan, full of hope, began his journey to find his family.

The first being he encountered was an ancient Great Demon.

At that time, he didn’t know the evil of human nature or the law of the jungle, and upon seeing the ancient Great Demon, he asked about the location of the Ye Family in Wan’an City.

The ancient Great Demon found Ye Xuan curious, and captured him, binding him in a secret chamber for study.

Ye Xuan didn’t expect such unreasonable behavior and cursed in anger.

But as a youth with the mindset of an eleven-year-old, what could he curse?

Instead, the ancient Great Demon sensed Ye Xuan’s innocence and tried to extract information, yet nothing valuable was obtained, so it intended to eat him, only to find the strange black aura on Ye Xuan resilient and unbreakable, thus resorting to alchemy, throwing Ye Xuan into the Dan Ding to refine.

And this was the beginning of Ye Xuan’s despair.